Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Monaco and from Johannesburg.
But I was there.
I was there in 1983.
I was there at the first Lewis show in Vancouver.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1960 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Halifax and Woodstock.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Accra kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1977 at the first Mistral practice in a loft in Amsterdam.
I was working on the harpsichord sounds with much patience.
I was there when Tom Verlaine started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Gang of Four to the grime kids.
I played it at the Roxy.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Minor Threat. All the underground hits.
All Donald Byrd tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Dark Day record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal grunge hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a theremin and a linndrum and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Bad Manners record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your 808 and bought an arpeggiator.
I hear that you and your band have sold your arpeggiator and bought a 808.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Larry & the Blue Notes,
Sister Nancy,
The Jesus and Mary Chain,
Lungfish,
Godley & Creme,
H. Thieme,
Half Japanese,
Warren Ellis,
Bizarre Inc.,
The West Coast Pop Art Experimental Band,
The Royal Family And The Poor,
Anthony Braxton,
Flipper,
James Chance & The Contortions,
Maleditus Sound,
OOIOO,
Arab on Radar,
Lucky Dragons,
Public Enemy,
Scratch Acid,
X-101,
Brick,
John Foxx,
New York Dolls,
Alphaville,
Schoolly D,
Reagan Youth,
Chrome,
Harry Pussy,
Erasure,
Soft Machine,
Soul II Soul,
Khruangbin,
Unrelated Segments,
Buzzcocks,
Marcia Griffiths,
Bobbi Humphrey,
PIL,
Aswad,
Sparks,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
The Raincoats,
Kerrie Biddell,
Funkadelic,
Heavy D & The Boyz,
Letta Mbulu,
Cybotron,
Terror Squad Feat. Camron,
Sällskapet,
Echo & the Bunnymen,
Alton Ellis,
Lizzy Mercier Descloux,
Donald Byrd,
Glambeats Corp.,
Sad Lovers and Giants,
the Soft Cell,
Black Moon,
China Crisis,
B.T. Express,
L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne, L. Decosne.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.